Dimensional Descent

Chapter 925 - Lady Anya

Leonel's hair wafted beneath the wind. He could tell that if it wasn't for his innate Fire Elemental affinity, this breath alone might have been enough to scorch his skin.

He turned back, an indifferent look lighting his eyes. It was as though he couldn't see the fear in the guards nor the surrounding experts.

When Leonel's gaze met the steed's, the latter trembled slightly, its nostrils flaring and its body tensing. For some reason, this steed felt a large amount of pressure from Leonel. It wasn't the kind of pressure that said Leonel was stronger than it, but rather just the kind of pressure that said it should be afraid… It was a very subtle difference, almost like it was looking at what Leonel might become rather than what he was.

There were many races of people in the Dimensional verse, humans and the Oryx being just two that Leonel had met to this point. However, there was a large dividing line between species and this dividing line was humanoid versus bestial.

Humanoid races of people like humans and Oryx evolve more to rely on their active abilities and their talent was more malleable. But, the consequence of this is that there are more untalented humans that there are talented ones.

Bestial races evolve to rely on their innate abilities and their talent is far less malleable. However, this likewise means that there are more talented beasts than there are humanoids.

diverging path of evolution the Dimensional Verse had to offer, from which

was that the instinct of bestial races happened to be far sharper than humanoid races. As such, this steed of the Blood Mercury race was very much in tune with how much fear it should have for Leonel and

hand. Under the stunned gazes of those watching,

it. But, when it sensed

in shock. Was this a horse of the Blood Mercury race? Weren't they known for their fiery tempers? Weren't they able to stomp

White? Is something

was so melodious and sweet that silence almost fell, the only thing gracing their ears

and toward the carriage. In his life, he had only heard one other voice comparable. Suddenly hearing

control it better. And, even without this coercion, even without seeing her face, one could already feel the

this voice alone, Leonel could tell that

Mercury steed had more than enough intelligence of

time they wanted to figure out a path to take out of this so that they could avoid blame,

fact that it completely masked her feet, leaving it all to their imagination. The dress itself was quite plane and wasn't overly embroidered, but despite how loose it was around her legs, it still

the young woman's head dipped out of the carriage, it was like a refreshing breeze whistled through the world. The sun seemed dimmer, the skies more somber, even the beautiful streets of the